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I stand abruptly, and she wraps her legs around my waist. Laying her down on the edge of the bed, I place my hand around her throat, slamming into her fast and hard. Exactly how she likes it.
I feel my orgasm building. “Devi venire,” I hiss, telling her that she needs to come first. She tries to lash out at me again, but this time, I catch her hand and twist it down by her side. I force her onto her stomach and pull her arms behind her back. When I push my erection against the puckered hole of her arse, she squirms under me. It doesn’t deter me, and I push forward. She screams out as her tight hole fights against my cock. Sweat trickles down my back as I begin to move in and out until she accepts me there.
This time, when my orgasm approaches, I let it come. My legs shake, and I growl into her hair as I ram into her backside, hard. As I shudder against her, she yells out again, and I feel the wetness of her ejaculation spread between our legs. With each thrust, she squirts a little more. I keep moving until she groans and shakes her head from side to side with exhaustion. “Non più,” she moans over and over.No more.
I get back to the pool freshly showered and a lot more relaxed. Ella gives me an annoyed scowl. She knows what I’ve been up to. Having Aurora follow me out also freshly showered and with a rosy glow to her cheeks probably gave it away. Piper is unaware, still laying on her sun lounger as I pour myself a drink. “You’re disgusting,” Ella hisses. “Piper is right there.”
I sigh. “Chill out, Els.”
“I thought you liked Piper. You seemed to.”
“I do,” I say defensively, “but we’re not together yet. Technically, I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Ella hops down from her bar stool. “So, you won’t mind if I go over there and tell her?” I grip her by the arm, and she glowers at me. “What’s the problem if you aren’t together?” she asks, arching her brow.
“There are two types of women, Ella. Ones that you fuck on the side because they let you play out your fantasies, and ones you make love to and marry. The latter carry your heir and complete your life.”
Ella huffs and shakes her head with disappointment. “You sound just like him,” she mutters. “Just like Dad.” My blood runs cold. My eyes narrow, and Ella steps back from me. She senses the anger rising. “It’s the truth,” she snaps. “What kind of woman will I be to someone? The whore or the wife?”
“This isn’t about you,” I growl.
“Well, you’re saying there are only two kinds of women. Dad thought I was the whore. He could live out his fantasies through me—”I slam my hand on the bar, and she presses her lips closed into a tight line. I feel everyone’s eyes on us.
“Remove yourself from my sight before I lose it,” I warn, and she wastes no time rushing off inside. I knock my drink back in one and refill my glass. A second passes before I hear Piper padding towards me. I keep my back to her. She runs a hand over my shoulder, her fingers stopping on the nail marks that Aurora left there.
“Everything okay?” she asks. I nod, bowing my head and resting my hands against the bar edge. There’s an uncomfortable feeling swirling in the pit of my stomach. It’s not something I’ve ever felt before, and I wonder if this is what guilt might feel like. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Piper places both hands on either shoulder and begins to rub my tired muscles. It feels good, but having her innocent, delicate hands trying to rub away the guilt and stress makes me feel even worse, so I shrug her off. “I just need five goddamn minutes without you fucking women wanting to talk about feelings,” I yell.
My shortness has the desired effect because I feel her step back. “I was trying to help. There’s no need to yell like that.”
I spin to face her and see the hurt in her expression. My heart aches with guilt, and I rub it subconsciously. “Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?” I hiss, keeping my voice dangerously low.
Piper glances across the pool to where Michael and the other two men sit. When she sees they aren’t coming to intervene, she narrows her eyes at me. “Does that work? Yell, and the world does what you want?” she asks. “It’s rude. If you didn’t want my help, you just had to say.”
“I’ve killed men for talking back to me,” I warn.
“I’m not scared of you,” she mutters, squaring her tiny shoulders and jutting out her chin.
“Well, you should be!”
“You try and lay one finger on me, and I will slit your damn throat in your sleep,” she advises me.
“You ever slit a man’s throat before, Piper?” I smirk, moving closer to her. “Because I have and it’s a messy job. I won’t die straightaway. You’ll have to look into my eyes as I gargle and choke on my own blood. I’ll thrash about, trying to suck air into my deflating lungs.”
She narrows her eyes. “It’ll be an experience, for sure.”
“I’m going to enjoy breaking you, Piper.” I smile. “I like a challenge.” I walk around her and head inside. Her feisty attitude is turning me on, and I need to put distance between us.
One thing I’ve learned about Piper is the more I pull away, the more she’s intrigued.
Chapter Eleven
PIPER
I flop onto the bed and press my mobile back to my ear. I decided to call Mae so I could talk through the confusion I’m currently feeling when it comes to Anton. Part of me hates him. He blackmailed me to step into his life, and I should be angry. But occasionally, I see another side to him and I like it.
“I’m weird, right?”
